Chapter 3

September 23, 2014 8:00am

Chapter 3

Some times I feel like my purpose in life is to save others, to make everyone happy.   I was born a Cancer. Maybe that explains my itching need to be a healer.  But I think I need to realize that I can't possibly save everyone.  I need to work on saving myself, the girl I used to know. Save her from fading away completely.  She was warm and brave.  But I haven't felt her presence in some time now.  All I feel is frigid, alone.  Not alone in the sense that no one cares about me, my family has loved me and supported me throughout all of this, they saved me, but in the sense that I have to struggle to sort out my thoughts.  Between what I was told, and what I believe.  Between my knowledge, and my brainwashed thoughts.  My broken mind.  I'm not sure whether I'm right or wrong anymore.  My thoughts deceive me, and even when my old self comes back, the new monster inside me, the one that he created, overcomes her and scares her off yet again.  She pulses through my skin and bones, fighting her way to the surface, but so does he.  The monster in my mind. The girl starving for redemption. The conflict between the two is the true challenge that I find myself having to face. But what scares me, what I’m afraid to find out, is

                   who will win the war?